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The Arrival of the Black Heaven King

  The Tao Hua Chuan Academy was filled with a terrifying and piercing silence. Winds raged everywhere, leaving no time to breathe. Mo Yan, completely exhausted, had been lying on the ground for a long time, buffeted by the raging, stormy winds. His clothes were unable to withstand the force of the winds. A faint whiteness had formed on Mo Yan's lips. His eyes were closed, as if in a deep sleep.

  In these fierce, almost sword-like winds, where ears were losing their sense of hearing, a whistling sound echoed through the noise of the winds, a chilling sound. And Wui Guan, leaning on her empty sheath, sat facing the gusty winds, hiding her face on one knee to catch some breath. She held her sheath firmly against the ground, her arms firmly pressed against the ground, leaning against the gusty winds. And the followers who had surrounded the academy were also floundering on the rooftops.

  Wui Guan's sharp ears could easily hear the whistle wafting through the air. Her eyes were fixed on the ground, in a deep silence.

  But then the whistle grew louder. So much so that it could burst her eardrums. Wu Guan also felt the intense pressure on her ears, as if she could lose her hearing at any moment. And the winds were so strong that no one could look up to see where the sound was coming from. A look of utter confusion appeared on every face listening to the whistle.

  And then, like the thunder before a storm, everything suddenly stopped. Everything. The winds, the noise, as if nothing had happened. And this sudden silence made Wu Guan's eyes alert. Master also removed his arm from his eyes and looked out of the corridor. His heart was also astonished by this strange weather and the sudden peace. But before anyone could even think of what to say, a voice roared like a torn cloud and echoed everywhere.

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  "Does anyone still dare to touch my pure soul, huh?"

  The voice was so harsh and bitter that it was enough to make the heart sink.

  "A snake dies only after having its head cut off, only because of its poison."

  Wui Guan's eyes, which had been alert just a moment ago, were wide open, staring at the ground. She couldn't move; she remained frozen. Her breathing and heartbeat slowed to a halt.

  And Mo Yan lay on the ground like a white feather in a void. As if his body had given up, but his inner spirit was still struggling.

  But Master's eyes widened and began to fill. He took a few steps out of the corridor, looking up at the sky, hoping to see something, because the voice that had just echoed was familiar.

  Master, he knew that voice. Because it was Yu Sui's voice.

  But when Master saw Mo Yan lying in a disheveled state, he immediately ran towards him, but then Wui Guan blocked his path by revealing her sheath. She rose from the ashes like a shadow, completely blocking Master Ji's path, standing right in front of him.

  Wui Guan's eyes also burned like a sharp dagger, as if iron was being tempered to its full potential.

  But then the Master's gaze fell upon the sky, where a black aura was gathering, right above the academy's entrance. Slowly, the black aura began to gather, forming a shape resembling a black pearl. Master stood paralyzed with that kind of black aura. Wui Guan, too, slowly gazed up at the sky, burning with a burning spirit. But the sight, which had ignited the volcanic fire within her, sparks of it flashed in her eyes. Then, the black aura exploded with a tremendous blast, and the energy it unleashed spread like a stormy wave, striking both Wui Guan and the Master. The Master immediately shielded his eyes with his arm, but Wui Guan stared into the void without blinking even once.

  And as the black aura began to dissipate into the air and the atmosphere began to clear again, what unfolded for Wui Guan was a sight worse than death. Because in the absence of dark forces, right above the main entrance, suspended in midair before all eyes was none other than the Black Heaven King himself, Yu Sui. With his bloodshot eyes and a sinister, twisted smirk, he stared down at wui guan like a bug crawling on the ground .

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